I have not written for some days now.. I guess one is still getting used to being a grandmother, to having a new member in our family, to having become part of a new generation: that of grand. parents.Time is a strange master. If it can fly at the speed of light it can also hang around your neck like a millstone. Memory travels the time line quite unabashedly leaving you bewildered. As I see pictures of this little babe, my mind goes back to the day when I held my on little one for the very first time and looked deep into her eyes, counted her little toes and fingers and fell in love. Today that little Angel is experiencing the same feeling and I am a little lost not quite grasping the miracle in front of me.
It will take time, time to get used to the fact that my little girl is now a mommy.
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